The World

Lyrics

[Intro: DJ & Cuban Link] Now tell me where the real Scarface at? Where he at? Where he at? I got him right here, nigga Do you know what beef is? Cuban Link, motherfucker Do you know what beef is? M.O.B, motherfucker Do you know what beef is? CLK, Scarface 2 [Verse 1: Cuban Link] Yo, I went from rags to riches, now I'm back to baddest bitches 'Cause money's power when it towers, can I have a witness? I'm in a business that's always committed Destined for the best in the world and everything in it Push it to the limit, I'm in it for the dough in the pot The rose and the yacht, seven O's on the dot Got some hoes on the cock 'cause I rose to the top At times, my rhymes get my mind closer to 'Pac Promotion or not, I'ma rock forever And this show ain't gon' stop, it just gotten better Feathers on the bird don't always flock together They fall off and disappear in the stormy weather Never go against my homies for that phony cheddar The son of Tony taught me better, it's all a set-up Kind of clever but your ego broke the vendetta It's all good in the hood, I'm still platinum or better [Chorus] I want the world and everything in it Power, respect, money past the ceiling The world, then you get the women Padlock the game then push it to the limit The world and everything in it Niggas try to prevent it, they thought I was finished The world, then you get the women Class ain't shit, straight laced with no gimmicks [Verse 2: Cuban Link] Yo, it's the Bronx Bomber, Cuban Link bringing the drama Scarface in the flesh, this ain't Brian De Palma, bound by Yana Loyalty and trust, the only thing I got in this world is my word and my nuts You heard of us, thugs, drug dealers, murderers who prefer to bust Why you think Fidel got rid of us? Give a fuck, live it up, stick 'em up Hit 'em up, nigga, what? I brought back the money and the stuff I stood loyal, thought I put my foot in good soil The hood know you a snake in the coil but what you cook spoil Did what I could for you and I never turned you, Frank Been a soldier, not a dolgier, I earned my rank From the camp to streets of New York, deep in thought When I sleep, I keep speakin' the course Reachin' the source so I can keep feedin' my dogs Seekin' for more but you'd rather see me sweepin' the floor [Chorus] Show you the world and everything in it Power, respect, money past the ceiling The world, then you get the women Padlock the game then push it to the limit The world and everything in it Niggas try to prevent it, they thought I was finished The world, then you get the women Class ain't shit, straight laced with no gimmicks [Verse 3: Cuban Link] I'm the only nigga I trust 'cause water runs thicker than blood And betrayal hurts worst than a knife in the gut Live in the cut, it happened at the Babylon club Nigga actin' up, frontin' for his tag-along thugs Got the guts to try to set me up, Gillette me up Wet me up, should've never let me up Jealous fuck tryin' to get me stuck, collect my bucks 'Cause hate only feeds off the strength of love Call the corporates, round 'em all up, I got the four-fifth Meet me at three O'clock sharp at Frank's office Those closest are the foes that keep focus Cockroaches when those spies tryin' to be soldiers You can quote this, every dog has his day What the gun for? I don't know, I just say Paranoid, they fucked up, I got away By the way, Frank, you a pig that don't fly straight [Chorus] I want the world and everything in it Power, respect, money past the ceiling The world, then you get the women Padlock the game then push it to the limit The world and everything in it Niggas try to prevent it, they thought I was finished The world, then you get the women Class ain't shit, straight laced with no gimmicks